Chapter 121

"Crossbow, I'm saving you, all of us!"

Ma Ziqiang almost roared out word by word, his face was white and terrible, as if he thought of something terrible that he had seen a ghost.

"Get out of my way, don't kill yourself. I don't want to kill my team members!"

As he spoke, his face was uncertain, but there was more and more fear in his eyes. From time to time, when he saw Wang Xu's calm face, even with a faint smile, there was more panic in it.

"Ma Ziqiang..." the expression on crossbow arrow's face changed violently, his eyes were extremely gloomy, but there was no outbreak, as if he was thinking about something.

But he hesitated.

"Pa!"

Ma Ziqiang raised his hand and slapped him again. The crossbow arrow didn't expect that Ma Ziqiang even slapped him twice. How dare he hit him for the third time?

Even this slap was more powerful. He shook his head and half of his body was taken out. He was unstable and fell down the stairs.

"Ma Ziqiang! I will kill you! I will kill you

Embarrassed to get up, the crossbow and arrow look distorted, anger almost burned his heart to jump up, where there is the mood to think about Ma Ziqiang, why are you afraid?

As he spoke, he took out a pistol directly from his arms. In the sound of loading, the muzzle of the black hole was about to point at Ma Ziqiang.

But at this time.

After Ma Ziqiang slapped him out, he didn't look at him at all. Instead, he looked at Wang Xu respectfully and cautiously. He even bent slightly with a trace of fear and asked in a deep voice:

"Dare to ask... Do you have another name called... Wang... Jiu?"

Wang Jiu?

When I heard the name, I was stunned on my face. Then I seemed to think of something. My face turned white. Where can I see any anger.

Is that the man?

How could it be that man!

Absolutely impossible?!

Crossbow's face was pale, and his heart was full of waves. He shivered at the thought of everything behind the name, as if something terrible had occupied his heart.

Wang Jiu!

It's not a real name. No one even knows the real name of that person. It's just the title of a mysterious legend spread by other people in the mercenary circle. It's just because that person's achievements in the mercenary circle are really shocking. There are rumors about the king in the army and the Dragon in the king.

Therefore, Wang Jiu is not a person's name.

Wang, respect!

9、 For the number!

Your honor, Wang Jiu!

In the circle of mercenaries, the legendary mysterious figure claimed to be the ninth, and no one dared to be the eighth.

There are countless kings of war, the number nine is supreme!

In most mercenaries' minds, it's more appropriate to be king nine than Wang nine.

"Nine kings? Ma Ziqiang... No, captain... "The lips of the crossbow quiver involuntarily, and his knees are weak. It seems that he may fall on his knees at any time.

However, Ma Ziqiang didn't look at him at all. He always looked at Wang Xu with great care and awe, waiting for his answer.

Wang Jiu's real name is Wang Xu, which he learned by accident from Wang Xu, a retired veteran with a broken leg in black star. The other side had the chance to meet Wang Xu on the battlefield.

At that time, the veteran Wang did not know that the young man with a mild smile who saved him from a shell with a smile was the legendary Wang Jiu in the mercenary circle.

After that, the most dangerous mission in the history of the black star was reported by Wang Jiu. Veteran Wang connected Wang Xu who saved him with the legend.

Until now, Ma Ziqiang can also clearly remember that veteran Wang mentioned this experience with an undisguised pride and pride on his face.

Being saved by Wang Jiu, a legend, will be his boasting capital all his life!

"Wang Jiu? My name has never changed. My name is Wang Xu... "

At this time, Wang xucai seemed to think of something and nodded

"But there are people out there who call me that, but there are only a few. In your capacity, you are obviously not qualified to contact those people. Why, where did you hear the rumor? "

"It's the old black gun. He was my instructor before I became the king of soldiers. According to him, you once saved him in a mission in Southeast Asia... "Hearing the speech, Ma Ziqiang bent lower, and no longer dared to look directly at Wang Xu. He bowed his head and was extremely respectful.

As for whether Wang Xu lied to him or not, he did not think about it at all. Originally, they were the one who was crushed by Wang Xu. As such a strong man, after the other side gained the upper hand, why do they do so much more?

Afraid of the black star's revenge?

Stop kidding!

If Wang Xu really is that number nine for the existence of respect, black star's high-level, afraid to lick the face to please!

Moreover, Ma Ziqiang is also very self-conscious. He is only one of dozens of mercenary teams in the black star organization, and he can't represent the whole black star.

Sometimes, bow is a skill, it is not inferiority, nor timidity, but a situation of evolution.

"Oh? The black man with a broken leg? " Wang Xu nodded, finally a little suddenly.

He was still a little impressed by this. At that time, it was time for him to take 50 million yuan from others to help hold an auction.

At that time, there were seven or eight waves of forces and organizations with different purposes to fight the auction. As a result, they were all chased down by him. What the black star organization received at that time was the maintenance of order around the auction site. On the way of chasing, when Wang Xu saw the old black gun, everyone stood on the side of the auction, which was also his own family, and he saved the other party.

To him, it's just a little work, but I didn't expect that it would become the capital that the old black gun would boast all his life.

"Pa!"

At this time, a very loud slap came suddenly.

Wang Xu slightly raised his eyes, and saw the arrow quickly ran in front of him. Without any hesitation, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Nine... Nine kings..."

Crossbow arrow full face fear, eyes looking at Wang Xu's feet, terrified did not dare to look at him.

Barely say two words, his lips continue to tremble, but how can not say the words behind, very abrupt, he raised his hand is a slap in his face.

"Pa!"

This time, it's even louder. There's no possibility of keeping your hand.

After a slap, the arrow didn't mean to stop. He slapped himself hard for nearly ten times, until his face was swollen and his feet were twice as high. The pain was unbearable, so he stopped carefully.

"Jiuwang, are you satisfied with..." He then raised his head and pointed in the direction of Wang Xu, but still did not dare to look directly at Wang Xu. He continued respectfully and in awe:

"If you are not satisfied, I, i... go on!"

To continue these two words, he almost squeezed them out with his teeth clenched.

I can't help him being so cruel. He's afraid he won't be able to do it.

I slap myself in the face. I try my best every time. I don't have any hands left. Who knows.

It's really, it's so fuckin 'painful!

Crossbow and arrow, at this moment, can really be said to be performing with life.

If he doesn't, even if Wang Xu ignores him now and returns to the black star, countless people will not let him go, and others won't say it.

Only an old black gun who was saved by Wang Xu will never let him go!